Chuck vs Charles

Chapter 1

Chuck vs Pilot

A/N : This story picks up after the events of Chuck vs The Nemesis ( S1E10 ) It branches off cannon from that point. It is an AU where Sarah goes after the events of nemesis, and Chuck is in a daze as to why Sarah left, and of course angry that she left. As the story progresses, what actually happened will become a lot more clearer.

A/N : There will be multiple story arcs, and all characters will act according to the developments in story, if they seem OOC, it is because of the developments that have taken place. This is not a story where Chuck is - as Sugar bear would say - a moron. I should also probably add that Intersect 2.0 does not exist in this universe. I have always disliked that arc, and if any of you absolutely need 2.0 to exist - you shouldn't probably continue reading this story.

A/N : There will be third person, and first person POVs throughout the story. Keep an eye out for those. Also there will be time jumps and flashbacks sprinkled throughout. Okay without anymore ado, let's begin. What? Disclaimer? Yeah.. I don't own Chuck nor am I making any money from this story. All copyrights belong to the respective owners.

Undisclosed location
Sometime after midnight

Sarah looked up at the brute of a man that had slapped her across the face and made her fall on her side. Normally she would have ducked or deflected the swinging arm, but with her hands handcuffed behind her and her legs zip-tied to the metal chair she was sitting on, she didn't have much choice other than to endure the pain, and wait for her captors to slip up.

As she was on the floor, trying to look more hurt than she actually was, she contemplated how she had ended up in this mess, and how it wasn't her fault at all since she wasn't the one who screwed up. But looking back, she had become a lot more of a loose cannon, much like Carina. Because she would have in no way allowed anyone, even Carina, to screw up, and no way in hell would her older self have been caught. She had changed, and she could pin point the cause and time that had happened. Still she couldn't afford to dwell on that now.

Carina had always been a wild-card and she should have expected her to screw up any plans she had made. So internally cursing herself for not thinking about something like this, she said in a fake hurt voice "Aaaw! Holy hell that hurt. Please stop, please don't hit me I-I'm just a fresh recruit I-I'll tell you anything you want. Please don't hit me again"
The brute of a man suddenly grinned, and the effect was looking at a sinister looking gorilla-How he could look scarier when obviously he was trying to smile was beyond her at this moment, and he said "Not sounding so tough now are you?"
But another voice, obviously the man in charge, from behind him said "Don't let down your guard around her Hulio, she killed three of my men tonight"
Sarah having actually killed five thought that was good. She had caught a little luck and she could work with that.

She almost let out a jiggle when the boss man banged his fist on the door and walked out when it opened. Her excitement died however as saw two guards outside each with a tactical vest and holding a M16. That's a bit too much security for one prisoner, she thought.
The said bodyguard hulio had turned serious when his boss had mentioned her taking out three of his men, and was now scowling at her "Tell me everything, who do you work for and why were you at the estate tonight"
Sarah pretend sobbed and said "Atleast right the chair, my arm is killing me. Please"
As soon as hulio had bent down and lifed the chair she kicked hulio in the balls with her leg which she had slipped off the zip tie when the chair had fell sideways and head bumped him, knowing she would be hurt from the move as much as him, but couldn't be helped. Hulio staggered back and fell backwards with a yelp.
Sarah shaking her head from side to side to dissipate the effect of starts clouding her vision, quickly lifted the chair with her hands and as soon as the other zip tie was off let the aluminum chair drop. she quickly strode over and bashed her knee into hulio's face as he was trying to get up to knock him out for some time. She turned around and bent down after making sure he was out and searched for keys with her hands. She quickly found a phone which she dropped and then getting the key she took off the handcuffs and turned around and stood up. Now she searched him again for a gun and found that the phone she had dropped earlier was hers. She took it and sighed. Hulio didn't carry a gun. I mean which bad guy bodyguard didn't carry a gun?
She could still try to make it out but she knew there were atleast two guys outside automatic rifles. And she didn't know who else was waiting for her down below. There weren't any windows in the room she was held in, plus her cocktail dress wasn't what you would call bulletproof.
She tapped through the security on her phone and sent out a distress signal.

Office of Gen. Beckman
NSA HQ. Fort Meade - Sometime around midnight

General Beckman was sitting behind her desk as usual even though it was late, holding a now empty glass of scotch. She was willing to look the other way at a little collateral damage when it was impossible to avoid, but she couldn't just look past 28 innocent lives, all dead, because of one agent, and she had to pin another badge on him. She didn't deny he brought results but his bull-headed way of getting to the results were what didn't sit well with her.

She sighed again, and went home. It wouldn't do to dwell on those things, nor would drinking scotch through the night.
Charles Carmaichael was the reason she had been keeping a well stocked scotch cabinet in her office afterall.

Casa Woodcombe
Echo Park, LA - 11:50pm

It was almost midnight as chuck holding a bag made his way to Ellie and Devon's apartment. It seemed silly to him that he was so nervous to knock the door of the apartment he used to live in.
He took a deep breath as he raised his hand and knocked it thrice.
He heard the sound of someone getting up from the couch and his sisters footsteps as she came to answer the door and opened it.
It didn't surprise him that he could distinguish the footsteps of people, it was just one of the many qualities he had picked up along his way.
He smiled at Ellie as the look of complete shock came over her face, she turned pale as if she had seen a ghost.
When she asked "Am i dreaming?" Chuck wanted to punch himself in the gut, but managed a lame "Nope"
And she suddenly screamed "Chhuuck! Oh my god Chuck is it really you" although it wasn't posed as a question, before he could answer he was enveloped in a bear tight hug while she cried into his shoulder and in between sobs she said "Where have you been? Why didn't you tell me you were coming? How have you been?" and kept sobbing. He couldn't answer her. He felt so goddamn guilty for leaving her, that he just let his own tears spill. He was happy and his sister was hugging him. There wasn't any reason to be nervous. She suddenly pushed herself out of his arms and smacked his arm hard and let out a whimper.
He spoke too soon, He thought. He had been expecting yelling and getting punched. Why did she whimper? He had not been expecting that.
When she held her hand and jumped yelling "Ow! that hurt. What is your shirt made up of? steel?"
That's why. He sighed. It was his arm that was hard not his shirt. Maybe he would have to teach her how to properly punch someone. Or maybe it was good she didn't know. She would pound him to a pulp otherwise. Still he lifted his arms and placing them on Ellie's shoulders directed her back to the couch and went to the kitchen grabbed some ice from the fridge and grabbed a clear wrap and walked back and handed his sister a homemade ice pack and sat down beside her. She put the ice pack on her wrist and said stiffly "It's been 4 months chuck FOUR months since i last HEARD your voice. Is it that hard to pick up the phone and call?"
Chuck turns it over in his head and says "I'm sorry ellie. It's just that I've been busy and it's no excuse. I'm sorry."
She sniffs and says "It's just, I miss you little brother. It's been years since I last saw you. How have you been?"
"I've been great ellie. Really I'm sorry for.. for everything. for not calling you more often, for not being here more often"
"It's okay chuck. You're here now atleast. Right?"
"Yeah. I'm here" He didn't need to tell her he would be leaving in a few days again. She didn't need to know that right now.

A/N : Things will get a lot more interesting in the next chapter. Some things will be revealed, some more questions will be raised. Is chuck the reason for the general drinking so much ? If so what does that mean ?

*wink wink* It's not what you think.

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